"I’ll do my best." Diwu Zexuan placed her in front of the desk, found drawing paper and pens from her backpack, and placed them in front of her.

"You’re not doing homework, Uncle will keep you company, and once you’re done drawing, Uncle will take these things away."

Photos and videos couldn’t be left with Meimei, such a young child might accidentally let something slip, allowing Ye Mingmei to find out.

"Meimei wants a picture of Dad, just one, is that okay?" Meimei tightly held a photo in her hands, cautiously looking at Diwu Zexuan.

The large beautiful eyes harbored a hint of reluctance. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

She didn’t remember seeing her dad; she was too young back then.

This was the first time she saw a photo of her dad in her memory; she really wanted one.

Diwu Zexuan looked at her earnest little face, hesitation flickering in his eyes, before he gently nodded, "I’ll leave you one photo, but you have to hide it well and not let your mom see."

"Just for myself, no one can find out!" Meimei pressed the photo to her chest with both hands, promising Diwu Zexuan after hiding it safely.

"Come here, give it a try, see if you can draw by looking at the photo." Diwu Zexuan beckoned, holding Meimei in his arms and placing the pen in her small hand.

Seeing her dad for the first time, Meimei happily hummed a nursery rhyme, smiling as she eagerly took the pen and started drawing seriously.

What was originally just a body sketch soon had a head added, slowly, an extraordinarily handsome face emerged on the paper.

At a young age, Meimei was already a great artist.

Those little hands, like a fairy’s magic wand, exuded a touch of magic.

After finishing the sketch, she carefully traced over the blurry words, "My Dad," drawing them neatly again.

"I’m done!" Meimei put down the pen, lifting her head to happily look at Diwu Zexuan.

"It’s very well drawn, if your mom asks, do you know what to say?" Diwu Zexuan raised an eyebrow.

"Mr. Diwu taught me to draw it!" Meimei replied without hesitation.

"Mm, very smart."

Diwu Zexuan approvingly rubbed her little head, glanced down at the lifelike sketch of the person, his eyes flickering.

If Ye Mingmei were to see this sketch, she would likely be shocked too.

Meimei had never seen Yu Xiuzhun; no one had taught her, so it would be impossible for her to draw it.

It was most fitting for him to take the blame.

Diwu Zexuan’s mysterious eyes flashed, and he pressed a few buttons on his phone, saving the video of Meimei drawing, and took a picture of her drawing before slipping it into his pocket.

"It’s getting late, Uncle can’t stay with you any longer, remember our agreement, besides you and me..."

"No one else can know!" Meimei sweetly responded.

"..."

Diwu Zexuan smiled silently, securely putting away the photo and video, placing them back in the medicine box before picking it up and stepping out of the room.

After finishing the examination for Ye Zhanxing, Diwu Zexuan promptly left the Ye Family.

"Master, there was a call from the lab building."

The assistant, waiting outside the Ye Family residence, saw Diwu Zexuan coming out and quickly stepped forward.

About to say something, he noticed Su Yiru and Ye Mingmei escorting Diwu Zexuan out, hesitated, then stopped speaking.

"Since Mr. Diwu is busy, we won’t hold you any longer. Thank you for coming all this way." Su Yiru politely said.

"No need to thank me, I’m paid for this."